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two hands dangle limply in front of you. Nothing special -- a couple of hangnails, a wrinkle or two, and some untamed cuticles. Overall, though, pretty capable. The more you look at them, the more obvious it is that these are your hands, attatched to your arms in your mildly itchy labcoat. It is downright ridiculous that you would ever have another pair. What would that make you, the QUADRI-BRACHIOSAUR from your favorite action figure franchise?? No, no, that's just ridiculous! And even more ridiculous to consider the possibility of another, separate pair of hands in some other universe, perhaps hovered in trepidation over a keyboard... perhaps scrolling a scrollbar, and in a sense... pulling the strings on this whole operation. Nah, that's just preposterous. Back to business.
Well, you still feel a little disoriented! Perhaps you should check your pockets and see if anything jogs your memory. Something from within your labcoat is definitely poking you a little bit, and you'd like to remove it, if possible.
